CH 113
A soft, needy moan escapes my lips, and I press forward, desperate to get closer.
Wake grins faintly, then tilts his head, pressing his lips to mine. His tongue sweeps in, and I groan at the first touch. It's not like it's been years since we last did this, but it's been a while, and there's a frantic edge to it as we devour each other.
He bites my lower lip, and I suck on his tongue. He tugs me closer, and I dig my fingers into his chest. I think I can feel the thunder of his heart through my fingertips.
But Wake doesn't stop at kisses.
I gasp as he spins us and lifts me. I wrap my legs around his hips instinctively, and my back meets the smooth wooden rail that overlooks the water. There are boats out on the horizon, but surely too far away to deter what's happening now.
The way pleasure rockets across my nerve endings, I'm hard pressed to say whether I would care if they were closer. Right now, we might as well be on an island of two, with only the sound of lapping waves against the posts beneath us. He rocks his hips forward, letting me feel exactly how much he's enjoying this. "Fuck."
He grins and nips my jaw. "That is the idea."
I laugh breathlessly. "Then get to it." I want more. More kisses. More contact. More friction. Just...more. I arch my hips and tilt my head to the side to give him access to the sensitive skin there. I'm so caught up in the sensations, I can't do anything but let him kiss his way down my neck. "Please."
He presses me down until I'm half sitting on the railing, which is a little precarious, but it's also a turn-on, knowing that the slightest push will send us both over the edge. My nightgown is caught between the wood and my ass, and I can't find the angle to pull it free.
I give up, instead focusing on the way he rocks his hard cock against me. "I swear to God, Wake, if you don't do something..."
He lifts his head, his gaze dark with lust. "What?"
I can't think. "Fuck me."
His mouth curves. "Here? In public?"
"This is a private beach, you asshole," I pant. "If any of those fishermen want to put their binoculars to use, then I'm down to give them a show."
Wake laughs. "So greedy. How do you know I don't want to share you?"
I grab his shoulders and haul him in close enough that I can bite his bottom lip. "Don't test me, Wake. Fuck. Me."
He nips my jaw, hard. "You've waited this long, you can wait a few more minutes."
I'm pretty sure I whine, but he's already pulling my gown over my head.
"Gods," he says softly.
I'm not wearing underwear, and I've got nothing on but sunlight. I reach down to cup one of my breasts to try and soothe the ache there.
He grabs my wrist before I make contact. "No touching yourself. Mine."
My cheeks heat, but I force myself to meet his eyes. "You can't possibly be serious."
"I am very, very serious." He slowly draws my arms over my head, keeping my wrists pinned together with one hand. With his free hand, he reaches up and brushes his thumb against my lips. "Do you want me to stop?"
I can barely form the word, "No."
"Good. Open your mouth."
He doesn't wait for me to comply. He just pushes his thumb inside. I suck instinctively, and his pupils flare. "That's good," he murmurs. "So good."
It's not enough. It's not nearly enough, but I suck on his thumb anyway. He shifts his stance, spreading his legs. His cock strains at the front of his cotton sleep pants, and I have the urge to sink to my knees and say, "Ah."
Before I can decide whether or not to give in, Wake moves.
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